warm crisp vapour
of the warm ginger tea
the world in a newspaper
just for me
of the warm ginger tea
the world in a newspaper
just for me
saturday morning
smiles like dee
i could wake up like this
everyday, just to be
smiles like dee
i could wake up like this
everyday, just to be
its another weekend. these last few days, i’ve been blue without any particular reason . dee is blue too. she has her reasons though. hope monday brings some smiles for her. and for me. will you pray for us?
have a happy weekend ЁЯЩВ
image courtsey, corbis.com. i suppose.
Born in New Delhi, India in 1980 and is a retired pessimist (still) living in New Delhi. He has Haryanvi ancestors, a Punjabi girlfriend, friends all over the world, two (or more) yet to be born children, (many) memories of (many) pet dogs and no cats ever. He holds an honours degree in English Literature from the University of Delhi and creates advertisements for paying the bills. His interests are universal, and include: living, eating, sleeping and when not sleeping, daydreaming. Other abiding interests include reading, writing, street photography, newspaper editorials, watching the moon and planning trekking trips that never materialize.
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